Quote by MsObsession3
I've never had the pleasure of receiving a love bite but because I am a true giver of passion I have given a love bite to a lover before. It was a few years back, I was making passionate romantic love, riding him hard on top, cowgirl style facing him. As we looked into each other's eyes knowing that our bodies were about to explode with hot wet pleasure, I began to shiver and shake while he seemed to push so hard inside me that it felt as if he was trying to push straight thru the roof of my hot wet pussy. We were talking dirty to each other, moaning and whimpering when we both began to cum causing my body to rise up and fall forward onto his chest hard. I traced his clavicle with my warm wet tongue from left to right before I started to bite the skin over the same area, careful to barely break the skin and make a bite mark hard enough to leave a lasting mark on him as I sucked his skin as hard as I could into my mouth. That action caused a reaction I did not expect. He began to release the hotest cum I've ever felt and in return I released the largest amount of cum I had ever released. It was the most intimate, raw and animalistic feeling that I have ever experienced, having the taste of his hot, wet, raw flesh in my mouth. I was completely out of control and marked him to show my love, my passion for him and to let him know that he caused me to loose control of myself. I ran into him a year ago and he whispered into my ear as he gave me a big hug that he still bares the mark and everytime he sees it he gets a raging hard on as he remembers making the most passionate love he has ever made in his life and that it was the first and last time he has ever been bitten.
My girlfriend and I, in the early 1970's, did this a lot to each other, but not where it could be seen when wearing everyday clothing. It was usually on her shoulders, boobs, tummy and pussy lips. It was fun to remove her clothes and see how dark they still were and make them big and dark again.
I can remember sucking until I could get a slight taste of blood.
My wife and I did it sometimes in the late 1970's and early 1980's.